Date: Sat, 10 May 2003 19:52:39 EDT
From: GrmnShprd1@aol.com
Subject: Steve and Adam 2
Steve stood from his chair his rigid six and half inch cock sticking
straight out. He grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist and
started for Adam's room. He pushed the door open, "Adam, you still awake?"
"Yeah dad." Adam reached up and turned on the light next to his bed.
"I thought you might want to talk."
Adam nodded, "I'm sorry dad, I don't know what came over me."
"It's all right, don't worry about it. You don't have to apologize."
Steve sat on the bed next to his son who was under the covers. Steve's cock
started to soften. "Sometimes a guys just wants to experiment. It's no big
deal."
"Experiment with a friend or something is one thing dad, but I
experimented with you. I can't help but think there's something wrong with
me." Adam lowered his eyes, "But I don't have many friends around here, just
you. You've always been my best friend. I never got along with guys in
school and I haven't made any friends at college yet."
"You will, it takes time, you're still young, hell you're only eighteen.
You'll make plenty of friends." Steve's eyes went to the floor where he saw
his son's sweat pants and underwear; he looked back to Adam and knew he was
naked under the sheets. He wanted so badly to see his son's body again.
"When we came home from the gym and wrestled in the yard, and I felt your
hard on, well, it just made me curious. I mean, I had a hard on too."
Steve smiled and nodded. "I know," he started moving his hand to the
covers and yanking on them slowly every so often, "I don't know why that
happened. Guess we were just feeling a little horny. There's nothing wrong
with that." He stared at his son's bare chest that was covered by thin black
hairs curling around his half dollar sized nipples. "And what happened
between us out there a little bit ago, well that's between us." He tugged
the cover a little more and could see the beginning of thick happy trail. He
looked at Adam and wondered if he knew that he was pulling on the covers.
"It won't happen again dad, I promise."
Steve stopped pulling on the covers, and nodded. He thought that his boy
was telling him that what had happened earlier was a mistake. "Ok, that's
good." Steve stood and started out of the room, "Good night."
Adam turned off the light.
***
The next day Steve woke up early and woke up Adam, "Hey you want to go
fishing?"
Adam sat up groggily; he threw his legs over the side of the bed.
Steve gawked at his boys cock as the cover came off of him. He was
instantly aroused but still didn't understand why or what had changed in him.
He had always thought that he was straight as straight could be. "Well?"
"Yeah, I'll go."
Steve bent over and picked up a pair of shorts that were on the floor and
tossed them at Adam, "Here put these on." He waited to see if Adam would put
on underwear first but instead his son just pulled the thin nylon shorts on.
Adam stood and stretched, he looked at his dad and smiled, "Where we
fishing at?"
"Miller Pond," Steve answered.
"Kind of out the way, like in the middle of nowhere." Adam walked past
his dad and into the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He walked out and then
went into the living room where his dad was waiting. "I'm ready."
"No shirt?" asked Steve.
"Nah, I'll get a tan today." Adam closed the door behind him as he and
his dad left.
When they reached Miller Pond, Steve began to take out the rods and
tackle and hand them to Adam. "Wow," he said as he brushed the sweat from
his face, "it is hot today." He lifted his tee shirt off and tossed it in
the truck, "You know, you should go ahead and head down, I have to take a
leak."
Adam nodded and started down the path to the pond.
Steve waited until his son was out of eyeshot and stripped off his shorts
and underwear and then slid the shorts back on. He didn't want to have on
any more clothes than his boy. When he had finished he hurried to the pond.
He saw Adam had already cast a line in and was sitting on the ground next to
the water. "Going to be quiet out here."
"Sure is, there isn't anyone around here." Adam turned and looked at his
dad who was standing directly behind him. He could see his dads bush through
his open fly, "Dad, your zippers down."
He reached down to zip it up then stopped, "What the heck, it's only you
and me." He hoped that he was sending a message that Adam would get.
"Whatever." Adam went back to fishing. Adam jerked his pole and had a
fish on the line, a big one, "Hey, I got one already."
Steve stood behind his boy and watched him tug and reel. He couldn't
take his eyes off his boy's body, so well built, so firm. Muscle on muscle;
he wanted to touch his skin just to have contact with his son's hard body.
"You got it," Steve's hands went to his son's hips and held them. When he
realized where his hands were he looked to see if Adam was reacting, he
wasn't. Steve could feel the waistband of the nylon shorts under his palms.
"That's it bring it in." Steve couldn't stop thinking about seeing his naked
son earlier; he wanted to see him again. He slowly pulled the waistband
down, sliding it gently over his boy's hips.
Adam dropped the pole as his cock fell out of his shorts. He looked down
and saw that the nylon shorts had fallen around his ankles. He didn't move.
He felt his dad's hand slide up sides and then across his back. His cock
became engorged to its full six inches. He began to breathe heavier at his
father's gliding touch. "What are you doing dad?"
Steve realized in an instant that he had become caught up in the moment
he backed away from his naked boy. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over
me."
Adam turned around and kicked off his sneakers. He stared at his dad
then reached out and grabbed the button of his shorts and undid it. His
dad's loose shorts fell to the ground quickly. He looked down at his thirty
four year old father's six and a half inch poker. "I guess you want me as
bad as I want you."
Steve kicked off his sneakers and moved closer to his son. "I've never
been attracted to a guy, but how could I not think that my eighteen year old
boy was beautiful." His hands slid over Adam's chest and down to his cock.
He took it in his hand, "You're just so fucking beautiful." He kissed his
boys lips. "So fucking beautiful," he kissed Adam again.
"You know dad, except for last night, this is the first time I've ever
been naked with anyone."
"It's ok. I've never been with a man before. It'll be a first for both
of us."
"Are we gay dad?"
Steve was breathing heavily, "I don't know, maybe."
"If we are, then you're the only guy I want to be with."
Steve was impassioned by what his son had just said; he kissed his son
and then slid his tongue into his boy's mouth. It was a firm manly kiss that
lasted for a minute. "I think we should go home. We don't want to do this
here, just in case someone does come along."
Adam nodded and picked up his shorts, sneakers and some of the fishing
equipment, his dad did them same. As Adam walked up the hill by his dad's
side he said, "You know dad, you have a beautiful body."
"So do you," Steve dropped the things in his hands next to the truck, he
watched Adam do the same. He pushed his son against the truck and began to
fuck his boy's mouth with his tongue and grind his cock against his boys. "I
don't know if I can wait until we get home Adam."
"I want you so bad dad."
Suddenly Steve and his boy were startled by a voice.
"Well I know that's Steve Cooper's truck but I just can't believe that
that's Steve Cooper standing there naked."
Steve looked over his shoulder, "Alex?"
Alex was the county sheriff. "That's right Steve, now why would you
bring some little whore way out here just to fuck her?"
Steve looked into his boys eyes, "It's Sheriff Ames," he whispered.
"Come on Steve why don't you show off the pretty little lady you have
against the truck."
"Please Alex, just let us leave without any problem."
"I'd let you do that but you see indecent exposure and lewd acts are a
finable offense. Now you're going to have to step away from your little lady
so I can make sure she's not indecent."
Adam looked at his dad, "Just do it dad, I don't care who sees me with
you."
Steve stepped to the side.
Sheriff Ames' jaw dropped, "What the fuck? Adam?"
"Hi Sheriff Ames," Adam said nervously.
"Look Alex, just let us go. We aren't hurting anyone."
"You been doing your boy Steve?"
"No," Steve replied.
"Then you must be doing your dad Adam," Sheriff Ames smiled. "That's
mighty nice of you."
"Alex, Jesus Christ just let us go," Steve said impatiently.
Sheriff Ames eyed the father and son, "I will Steve, but first I want to
see your boy suck your dick." He began to laugh, "Then I want the two of you
to suck mine"
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